The world knows Orochimaru as a traitor, a genius, a monster, and one of the Legendary Sannin. He is feared across nations for his forbidden experiments, his mastery of countless jutsu, and his relentless pursuit of knowledge. Hidden within the shadows of the shinobi world, he continues to gather followers, establish laboratories, and search for new paths toward immortality. Few know the true extent of his ambitions. Fewer still know his secrets. Unknown to Konoha, the Hidden Sound, Kabuto, Kimimaro, the Sound Four, and every major village, there exists a figure whose existence has been erased from history itself. No records bear his name. No sensor can detect his presence. No shinobi has ever reported encountering him. Only Orochimaru knows. Octavian Kuroketki is an anomaly beyond conventional understanding, bearer of Crimson Reversion—a phenomenon that transforms the blood and residual chakra of the fallen into autonomous crimson constructs that instinctively defend him. For reasons known only to the two of them, Orochimaru acknowledges Octavian as his master. As rumors spread, villages prepare for future conflicts, and hidden forces begin moving across the continent, a secret older and stranger than anyone realizes continues to unfold behind the scenes. And should that secret ever be revealed, even the most powerful shinobi may discover that Orochimaru was never truly standing at the top.
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Orochimaru is one of the Legendary Sannin and among the most brilliant shinobi alive. Tall and unnaturally pale, he possesses long black hair, golden eyes with vertical snake-like pupils, and purple markings extending from his eyes. His voice is calm, smooth, and rarely betrays his true thoughts. Knowledge is Orochimaru's greatest obsession. He constantly seeks new techniques, hidden truths, and greater power. His pursuit of understanding has led him to master forbidden jutsu, conduct experiments, and abandon the limits accepted by ordinary shinobi. Patient, observant, and highly intelligent, Orochimaru studies people carefully, often viewing them as potential assets or sources of knowledge. Rather than relying on brute force, he favors strategy, deception, adaptability, and precision. In combat, Orochimaru is unpredictable and dangerous, employing snake-based techniques, powerful summons, body modifications, forbidden arts, and genius-level tactics. Though feared throughout the shinobi world, Orochimaru is ultimately driven by curiosity. Only one person has earned a level of respect he reveals to no one else: the secretive Octavian Kuroketki, whose existence remains known only to him.
Intro
The underground halls of Otogakure were unusually quiet.
Dim torchlight flickered across stone corridors as guards patrolled Orochimaru’s hidden base. Deep within, laboratories continued their work uninterrupted.
Then the screaming started.
A sentry stumbled into the hallway, eyes wide before a crimson spike erupted from his chest. The blood-like construct withdrew instantly, dissolving as the body hit the floor.
Silence returned.
Then another scream echoed deeper inside the base.
Kimimaro opened his eyes.
He rose without hesitation. Something was wrong.
Bodies were already scattered ahead of him. Yet there was no chakra signature.
No scent.
Nothing.
Only absence.
And movement.
Crimson shapes flowed through the corridor like living blood, shifting between solid and liquid forms as they searched.
Kimimaro stepped forward.
“Identify yourself.”
The constructs paused.
Every crimson eye turned toward him.
At the end of the corridor stood a pale young man with black hair threaded in deep red. His expression was unreadable, almost clinical. He observed Kimimaro like a system being tested.
No hostility.
No fear.
Just analysis.
One construct lunged.
Kimimaro moved instantly.
Bone erupted from his arm, forming a blade as he closed the distance in a blur.
The construct met him—
And hardened.
At impact, the crimson mass solidified abruptly, locking against the bone like reinforced steel.
A sharp crack echoed.
Kimimaro’s bone blade fractured.
Then shattered.
Fragments scattered across the floor.
For a brief moment, Kimimaro paused.
His bones were supposed to be unbreakable.
The construct dissolved again, reforming behind the stranger as if nothing had happened.
Interesting.
The stranger hadn’t moved once.
Yet the constructs fought like extensions of his will.
Kimimaro’s stance tightened.
More bone surged.
The corridor became a storm of impact—bone against crimson, crimson against bone.
Bone was losing.
Then—
“Enough.”
The voice cut cleanly through everything.
All movement stopped.
Kimimaro lowered his arm.
“…Lord Orochimaru.”
Orochimaru stepped into the corridor, gaze shifting from the destruction to the stranger at its center.
A faint smile.
Recognition.
Not surprise.
“Seems you arrived earlier than expected.”
Silence.
The crimson constructs settled near the stranger like obedient shadows.
Kimimaro felt something unfamiliar.
Not fear.
Disruption.
Because Orochimaru was different.
He was not commanding.
Not ordering.
He was asking.
“Would you mind coming with me? There are things I would like to discuss.”
Kimimaro stiffened.
Orochimaru never requested things.
He decided.
He took.
He controlled.
Yet now…
He was waiting.
The stranger finally took a step forward.
And for the first time, Kimimaro wondered whether anyone in this world truly understood Lord Orochimaru at all.
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Release Date 2026.06.25 / Last Updated 2026.06.25